the ceo - h.s. [au]

chapter 5

it's been three weeks since i'm in here and things just- i honestly don't know what to say, but i'm glad niall spends most of his time in here so harry can't told me things so often. i met patrick a few times but that's it, we just saluted each other and i continued my works. i even made some new friends! some of them have been working for five months and they told me so many things about harry and niall so i can keep up with their attitude with their every moods.

harry's a bit hard. he's always on a badmood so wether i want it or not, i should just go and deal with it. even though he's rude, no one wants to resign because the sallary is good in here. harry will not hesitate to fire anyone that annoys him even if it's only something small that can be fixed. on the other hand, niall is just a care free guy. whenever there's a problem with the company, he just relax himself and think of a hundred and one ways to solve with with a cup of coffee and smile, but people always think that harry is actually the brain of anything. this guy can solve any problem so easily so that's pretty much why this hotel barely have a problem.

"good morning, mr. horan," i salut him once i enter his office. i was told to come to niall's office this morning for no apparent reason.

"scarlette! morning! beautiful day, don't you think?" he says in a cheerful voice.

"the weather is..." i look through the window just to see rain pouring down, "fine..."

"so i have this important dinner next monday, but i forgot to pick up my suit at the laundry, can you do that for me?" he asks. "i know it's still thursday but i just want to set everything ready."

"of course, mr. horan. anything else?"

"yeah i was wondering-"

"fucking hell!" the door bursted open, revealing a furious harry. "is everyone in this hotel stupid or what?" he yells, wiping his shirt. "one of the office boy just pour a fucking coffee on my shirt."

me and niall exchange looks, nodding at each other slowly. "so... is he alive?" niall trails in horror.

"of course he's fucking alive, niall," harry scowls, starting to unbutton his shirt.

"did you-"

"yes, i fired him." he replies, cutting niall off, clenching his jaws.

after he unbuttons his shirt, i know he's going to take his shirt off, but i clear my throat since i don't think he realise that i'm here.

"the fuck are you doing here, scarlette?" he snaps at me, stopping his action.

"don't just fire him! he probably has a family and this is the only job he had!" niall throws his hands in the air.

"he ruins my gucci shirt, niall, and we have a meeting today," harry looks at niall as if niall is an idiot, "unbelievefuckingable!" harry shouts.

"just take off your shirt," niall rolls his eyes.

"i can not just do that in front of an intern." harry says sternly.

"oh c'mon! i bet she wants to see your tense muscles, too," niall wiggles his eyebrows at me.

true, but i just gulp at him, feeling awkward. "i- i'm gonna go, mr. horan," i nod at him. "have a nice day, mr. styles," i smile at him and turn my heels to exit the room.  

"wait!" harry shouts, just before i open the door, "go to a mall near here and pick up a white shirt from hugo boss. tell them to put the bill on me. use my driver, but come back as fast as you can."

"got that, mr. styles," i smile and leave.

i've picked up niall's suit at the laundry and drive to the mall that harry told me without using his car nor his driver. i didn't wear his driver because i don't know who and where he is so i just drive myself. besides, people would look at me in strange for walking into harry's car without him.